The only
thing worse than being caught in the act of bizarre sex is to be caught
in the act twice in a night. Interestingly, I was approximately in the
same position this time as I had been last time, with Candace, a more-or-less
absolute stranger on top of me ... this time only semi-conscious.

What had
started out a dull Friday night of my roommate and me washing clothes,
had turned into a two- three- and now-four-way sex escapade, with what
I thought would be the climax of our landlady riding my roommate's enormous
cock to oblivion. Except now...

Mrs. Bellker
froze, mid-hump. Poor Todd, who had been interrupted the last time as
well, groaned, having been robbed of his second orgasm of the evening.

Kenneth Bellker
was several years older than his wife, whom I would gauge at 40-ish, although
she had beautiful, luscious, huge knockers. Kenneth looked like an older,
more-frail and hunched-over version of Patrick Stewart, "Captain
Picard" of Star Trek. He was much less dignified than the television
and film hero, however, often dressing in shabby brown pants (although
"trowsers" would be a more accurate description) and always
seemed to have an unlit cigar clenched between his teeth.

Candace,
splayed out across my chest, began to stir. She had been the first sexual
conquest of Mrs. Bellker tonight, having sucked a bellyful of breast-milk
from the landlady's ample tits. For whatever reason, the warm, sweet concoction,
combined with an intense finger-bang orgasm all but knocked her out. I
wanted to comfort her, but my hands were cuffed to the floor, as were
Todd's, across the room. For the first time, I noticed that Candace's
bound wrists were free now.

"Oh,
Kenneth, what the hell do you want? Can't you see I'm fucking a neighbor?"

If I had
been wearing pants, I would have spontaneously crapped in them. Since
I wasn't, I figured it would be too messy and didn't want to embarrass
myself. Candace glanced at the coupling across the room through half-open
eyes.

Mr. Bellker
took in the whole scene, and then, without a word, strode over to his
wife and lifted her off of Todd's ridiculously large cock. I had been
his roommate for two years without any prior knowledge of how well-hung
he was. Elephants at the zoo would suffer from "Trunk Envy"
if they had seen his dong. Todd, a diminutive movie theatre assistant
manager, had a penis that looked more like an under-developed third leg.

I paid rapt
attention to the scene as it unfolded. I figured, to my horror, that I
might witness a brutal beating of my roommate...or worse. If I somehow
survived this encounter, I wanted to be sure I could describe the events
accurately.

Silently,
I thanked heaven that Mrs. Bellker had forced me to eat my cum out of
her pussy, eliminating any "evidence" of our sexual encounter.

Kenneth Bellker
stood over Todd, shaking his head.

"Lesson
time, loverboy," Kenneth rasped. The landlord reached down and unlocked
Todd's left hand, flipping him over to his belly in one sure-handed move.
Almost as quickly, Bellker secured Todd's hands to the ground with another
in-laid handcuff.

Todd tried
to get up, but managed only to struggle enough that his ass was high above
him. He tried to kick at Bellker with his free legs.

SNAP! Bellker
lashed out with his leather belt on Todd's ass Todd yelped in a combination
of Anger, fear and pain. It took me a second to realize Bellker had removed
the belt from his dumpy brown trowsers.

"Bastard!"
Todd, Mr. and Mrs. Bellker and I all said at the same time, for different
reasons.

Mrs. Bellker
became a flurry of clawed hands, trying to subdue her husband, but he
simply planted the palm of his hand into her xyphoid, tumbling her very
ungracefully on her plump ass. She landed hard, with a grunt that was
a cross somewhere between anger, pain and pleasure.

Bellker wrapped
his leather belt around Todd's flailing legs, and secured both of his
feet together, leaving my roommate to look like a hog-tied athlete.

With a cock
you wouldn't believe.

In a move
that I still try to mentally replay in slow-motion, Bellker pulled down
his pants, striped boxer shorts and all, slipped some kind of lubricant
onto his long, thin cock...

And slid
it into Todd's ass, eliciting a second startled, frightened, pissed and
pained yelp from my roommate. Bellker began sliding his cock in and out
from Todd's ass, moving faster and faster. At first, Todd tried to wriggle
free from the trap, but before long, he started to moan.

Things you
don't want to find out in single evening about your roommate of two years:
One-he pays attention to the details of your sex life. Two-he has a penis
the size of a small fuel tanker. Three-he appears to be bi-sexual, or
at least doesn't mind being ass-raped.

Mr. Bellker
was whipped into a frenzy by now, bucking wildly as he shuddered, continuing
to fuck Todd's ass. Todd, in the most frightening position I had ever
seen him in, continued to moan and his dick - if possible - seemed to
be getting bigger and harder.

Mrs. Bellker
took note of this situation as well, and positioned herself under Todd's
wobbling member, and enveloped his tool in her mouth. Todd's moaning was
punctuated with a loud "OH!"

Candace,
finally conscious, reached down to my suddenly rising for the third time
tonight cock, and began to gently stroke it. Feeling her warm hand on
my cock was like an electric current, running from the head of my member
down through my body. And suddenly it stopped.

Candace was
crawling across the room to a set of discarded keys. Within moments, she
was back, unlocking my handcuffs. My numb hands finally began to feel
like they were attached to me again.

Without a
word, Candace crawled to the threesome across the room, and buried her
tongue into Mrs. Bellker's inviting pussy. She aggressively began to lick,
nibble and slurp Mrs. B's ample juices. I can't say I blame her...there
was just something about Mrs. Bellker.

I shambled
over to the chorus of moans, groans and grunts and was faced with the
first dilemma of the evening: Do I drink the heady, sweet and warm milk
from Mrs. Bellker's addictive breasts as I had begged for earlier, or
do I slide my cock into Candace's beautiful, hot cunt?

I made my
decision within a few seconds, and Candace groaned as I entered her cavern
for the second time this evening. I began to pump furiously away at her
twat, banging my balls into her clitoris in this dog-style position. In
turn, she began to furiously lap away at Mrs. Bellker's sweet, tangy pussy.
Mrs. Bellker, in turn, began to suck furiously on Todd's cock, causing
Todd to moan in ecstasy and tighten his ass around Mr. Bellker's cock.

I can't say
this for certain, but I do know that if we didn't all cum together at
the exact same time, then the five of us were less than three seconds
apart. I blew semen deep into Candace's pussy as we both cried out in
ecstasy. Mrs. Bellker emitted a high-pitched wail, followed immediately
by Todd's enormous cock pulling free of her mouth and firing an inordinate
amount of jism all over the landlady's porcelain face. Mr. Bellker pulled
his cock out of Todd's ass, and fired a trail of cum that ran a straight
line up my roommate's spine, and even reached his hair.

And then
we all collapsed, a heap of spent, twisted, violated and oversexed humanity.

* * * *

It's been
three months since that night. Todd and I are still roommates, but now
Candace lives with us too. She shares my bed. It's all part of a little
arrangement.

The Bellkers
offered us that if Candace moved into our unit, so as a group, we only
took up one space, they would let us stay there, rent-free. Our only obligation
is to participate at least monthly in a five-way orgy, re-enacting that
fateful, fuckful night.

The benefits
aren't bad. But sometime, let me tell you about our new RECRUITING plan....